Jiang Zuo was in the kitchen, putting things away. Man, this place was clean.
He didn't mean it wasn't dirty, but that there was truly nothing here.
Su Qi buying all this stuff was probably a hassle for Jingyue and the others.
They never had to cook before, and now, all of a sudden, they did.
But Jiang Zuo didn't care about that. His only job was transportation. Whether they ate the food or let it go to waste had nothing to do with him.
As for Qing Lian's offer to help, he hadn't given it a second thought. His refusal had been purely instinctual.
He certainly wouldn't stop to consider how the person he rejected might feel.
Just then, Jingyue watched as Jiang Zuo unpacked a pile of food. She stared blankly at Su Qi and said, "Little Pouter, are you planning to make us cook for ourselves?"
"Yup. You can ask the other senior or junior sisters for help. I'm sure they'd be willing," Su Qi said.
